I miss you
It has been forever since the last time I have seen you and I'm not okay with that. You are my best friend and college is not the same without you. You were the person that I would eat lunch with every day and who would crack me up in the middle of class because of some inside joke we had. We hung out with the same people and disliked most of the same people. Since freshman/sophomore year we were inseparable. I miss the parties you would throw and the chill nights we would spend in your basement. When we were together it was always a good time and we would make so many memories.
There are so many things I need to catch you up on
I need to tell you about all my classes and what's going on in my life. Seeing you on breaks is not enough time to tell you a semester's worth of drama and memories. I want to know everything that is going on in your life: every class your taking, every boy you are talking to and any drama going on with your roommates. Every time I check your Snapchat story or Facebook you look like you are having so much fun and are making so many memories with your friends at school. I secretly wish that could be me sharing the college experience with you.
I'm sorry we don't talk much during the semester
Texting isn't a big thing with us. We text each other to let one another know when we are home, but besides that we don't talk much. It sucks, but I know we are both busy and having so much fun at college. The good thing is that when we come home and see each other it's like we never left. We catch up and party like we are back in high school.
It sucks not seeing you in every single one of my classes
I woke up every morning for high school and didn't mind going to class because you were in most of them. Now I'm lucky if I walk into class a see two friendly faces. I miss giving you stupid faces from across the room and breaking out into uncontrollable laughter. Cramming for a test the period before or doing our homework at our lockers in the morning were the highlights of my day.
I wish you knew the people I was talking about
When I go on rants to you when I'm home I wish you knew the people I was talking about. I wish you knew who the boy I am talking to is and can give your approval. I wish you knew the person I was fighting with or the person who I am getting close with. Instead, I have to come home and Facebook stalk them for you. I just miss being able to share everything with you and not having to explain who each person is. I loved when we knew the same people.
Can we go back to high school?
I miss us.
